Devoted to You [Jungkook Fanfic]

Ch.3

Third Person POV

Jungkook's sadness was replaced with determination ever since Suga told him that he thought Jimin didn't even like Miyeon. He knew that if that was true then he wouldn't hesitate to beat the crap out of his friend. Miyeon was his first friend, best friend, and his only love. If Jimin hurt her then he'd have to pay the price for it. Jungkook knew he would have to look into it first before he could fully make assumptions. He didn't want to be wrong about something and embarrass himself.
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"Alright class, have a nice break. You're all dismissed." The teacher said before letting us out of class, Jungkook pulled Jimin aside. He wanted to ask something.

"How long have you liked Miyeon?" Jungkook asked a bit forcefully making Jimin a bit shocked and confused. "Uh..", He realized that he came off too strong and composed himself. "I mean... It was kind of sudden, you know?" He said, Jimin smiled and put his arm around Jungkook's shoulder. "Don't worry about us." He let go of Jungkook leaving him confused and irritated since he didn't get all of the answers that he wanted.

Time passed quickly and Jungkook only watched Jimin and Miyeon get closer and more lovey.

Soon, it had almost been a year.

Miyeon POV

I honestly didn't expect it. We had been together for almost a year when he said it to me. Did I get boring? Was I not good enough? All of these thoughts ran through my head frantically as I stared at Jimin who was looking at me with at me with a cold expression on his face. I placed my hand on his shoulder and stared at him with a worried face.

"Why do you want to break up so suddenly?" I asked, barely choking the words out with the lump in my throat. He sighed then looked away. "I never liked you. I just needed to get something from you." He still avoided my gaze as the shock I felt increased. I suddenly felt really stupid. Why would he even like me in the first place? I'm not even that great. There are prettier girls in school. Why didn't I question it???

He started to walk away, leaving me frozen at the table in the ice cream shop we would go to every week since we had started dating.

After hours of sitting in place, I finally got the strength to stand up. I stumbled out of the ice cream shop while trying not to cry. I scolded myself as tears fell down my cheeks and I bit my lip to avoid any sound from coming out. I quickly ran home and entered the empty house, running up the stairs of my room and falling on my bed, finally letting all of the tears out.

Third Person POV

Jungkook Sat at his desk anxiously, his eyes kept darting towards Miyeon's desk, she hadn't been at school for the past two days and she had been ignoring her calls. Jimin also hadn't came for a while. He had tried going to her house but when he knocked, no one answered the door. Her parents were out of town on business trips and he grew worried.

He leaned his head on his desk and looked at the clock. Only three minutes till class started... He felt like he need to do something... He needed to find out if she was okay. All of the worrying was eating him alive and he couldn't stand it anymore. As soon as the bell rang and the teacher came in, he stood up and left. Everyone called him in confusion, asking where he was going and what he was doing as he disappeared from their sight.

He quickly left school and ran to Miyeon's house without stopping.

He looked around the outside to look for a way in when he saw a window was slightly cracked open. He put his hand on the window and started to slide it until he could fit his fingers through the cracks to open it easily.

Once he opened it wide he climbed in and found himself in the kitchen. He walked around, looking to see if Miyeon was down stairs.

He made his way up the stairs slowly and made it to Miyeon's room, opening the door slowly to reveal a lump under the covers of her bed that was against the wall. He sighed then walked towards the lump before peeling the covers off slowly to find a sleeping Miyeon. Her face was covered with her currently messy hair. He brushed the hair off her face, his fingers lightly skimming over her soft skin.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and touched her forehead to see if she was sick. He was slightly releaved for a second when he didn't see anything wrong with her body temperature but then realized that there has to be a reason that she missed school. He caressed her face as he looked at her worriedly.

She started to stir and he quickly pulled away. Her eyes fluttered opened but she was still half asleep.

"Jungkook? Aren't you supposed to be fighting the Giant Chicken?" She said in a daze, he smiled at her. "I already killed it." He played along, she Sat up and looked around before rubbing her eyes. "Wait... Was that a dream?" She asked confused, he giggled and patted her head. "Nope. I killed the Giant Chicken, fried it, and saved the day."

She blushed in embarrassment and shook his hand away. "Whatever. What are you doing here anyways?" She asked, still half asleep. She had forgotten all her troubles right now since she had just woken up and didn't have time to think about her problems since Jungkook was there. "I should be asking you that. We have school, you know... The thing you haven't been showing up to." She froze and started to remember the recent events. Her heart grew heavy as she thought about it and her face became obviously uncomfortable. Miyeon's eyes started to water and Jungkook was confused and flustered.

He quickly hugged her, not knowing what to do to comfort her since he never had to. She was always the one comforting him, this was the first time it was the other way around.

"D-Dont cry." He said nervously, her tears started to fall, he could feel the warm tears dripping onto his shoulder. He held her tighter. "Miyeon... Don't cry... T... Tell me what happened."

"He..." She hesitated, not knowing if she should tell. She thought that maybe Jungkook would stop being her friend if he knew one of his friends was avoiding her now and that he would hate her, even though deep down inside she knew that Jungkook wasn't the type to do that.

"He... Told me He never loved me... He told me... He only needed something from me..." She finally said realizing that it would have to come out soon. She was shocked when he pulled apart from her with an angry expression.

He never thought Jimin would do something like that, Jimin was usually a bright guy who everyone messed around with... His blood boiled. He stood up and hit his fist against the wall. "Jimin is so dead..." He said through his gritted teeth, trying not to yell before he left her room so he could go to the school to teach Jimin a lesson for hurting his best friend... And only love.

Miyeon ran out of her bed in sudden urgency and chased after Jungkook who was already at the door. "No!" She cried before grabbing his wrist to hold him back. He stopped and looked at her, she seemed desperate. "Please don't hurt him!" She pleaded, Jungkook furrowed his brow. "Why shouldn't I?" He raised his voice a little before putting his hand on the doorknob. She put her hand on the one he had on the doorknob. He turned to see the same desperate expression.

"Because I still love him!"